Waiting for Thoreau

By day I teach middle school English at a parochial school. But early mornings, evenings and weekends find me in overalls – tending the garden, milking the cows, working the bees. In my spare time I spin, knit, and weave.  I keep one Mary Jane in the 21st century and one leather boot in the 19th. While I practice my precarious balance between two worlds, I remain, waiting for Thoreau.